Lletres: Sloan. Four Nights At The Palais Royale. Sinking Ships.

You take control of having what you want around you
And every blink of your eye can make an old man seem younger
Than every single day in his life
Before you carried 'round his weight like it was yours to show the world

I'm kind of level-headed too
But this loose lip of yours could sink Fifth Avenue
We all tried to share your point of view
Before we set the wheels in motion and launched into the ocean

All aboard, the sinking ship is leaving
With all the secrets that you sold me
The ones without replies

All aboard, you'd better stop believing
We've only watered down the smallest now
So we can multiply

I want a special meeting too with Captain everyday of Station Navy Blue
We all tried to share your point of view
But you've completely undermined us and now I'm here to drop a line
Let's turn around

There's nobody around for miles
(There's no one around)
There's nobody around for miles
(We've ran aground)

There's nobody around for miles
(We've ran aground)
There's nobody around

We've got a long, we've got a long, we've got a long way to go
We've got a long, we've got a long, we've got a long

I'm kind of level-headed too
But this loose lip of yours could sink Fifth Avenue
We all tried to share your point of view
Before we set the wheels in motion and launched into the ocean

All aboard, the sinking ship is leaving
With all the secrets that you sold me
The ones without replies

All aboard, you'd better stop believing
We've only watered down the smallest now
So we could multiply